This is a song about "Job"

Then let that arm & hammer, hammer it right to a lot

Try to focus on school, as music will never be your job,

The beggars can't borrow, the record sales drop

The principle came up and she said i did a good job,

If thats your job, call me the saboteur.

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Hand on knob, gotta do the job

Uhh! yeah smokin yeah i should stop

I'm just sayin' i got fuckin' problems, mama's got a job,

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

The pain don't stop, but my reign don't stop

Like they're giving me a rim job

Who’s job is the abatement

Attention is a must

We charging you niggas up you like it or not

I'm just sayin' i got fuckin' problems, mama's got a job,